Luyện nghe bài hát Fabled City

Me and Javier shouted slogan in
it was our world to win
Then they the plant down Ojada
to bite you tongue again

I've the fabled city.
Its streets are with gold.
But an iron runs 'round it
and its gate is closed.

What ain't right right he told me.
But something else passed his eyes.
Now he's on his knees,
floors for somebody
And he's quietly his toungue

Ha!

At the gas station on and crescent,
I met and sad and old.
She in the alley behind the market
in the shadows maybe from the Lord.

And for a she sang a song
that more like a prayer
A that her dead mother and father
look down and see her there.

On the outside my window,
sit one hundred swallows.
And I suspect if one flew,
then ninety would follow